As soon as he graduated from high school, Jeremy Brathwaite knew that he had a gorgeous ass, a big cock, and that he could have fun with both of them. At 18, he had fucked a dozen guys and had been pounded twenty times. All this was a secret to his parents who dreamt that their son would become a priest. They paid for Jeremy’s post-secondary education leading to a bachelor’s degree, and convinced him to enter the seminary for theological studies. Being in an all-male environment suited Jeremy. He saw it as the ideal place to fuck men, young and older, the best place to have a dick shoved hard and deep in his begging ass or mouth!
Each seminarian had a spiritual director, and Jeremy made a wise choice: Father James Sinclair, a former football coach at a private Catholic college, who guided not only the soul of a future priest but his body, the latter with care and mutual gratification. Jeremy and Father Sinclair were both versatile, both eager to fuck or get fucked after their caressing, kissing and rimming fun, not to mention armpit and jockstrap sniffing.
Father Jeremy Brathwaite was ordained by a Canadian archbishop who was well aware of the young priest’s sexual orientation. His Excellency Mgr. William Campbell kept Jeremy close to him for his first obedience; he gave him the task of correspondence secretary, asking him often to bring letters for his signature in the bedroom where he could privately suck Jeremy’s juicy cut dick. What Mgr Campbell enjoyed the most was kissing the young priest on the lips and on the anus, back and forth. “If God made this so fucking tasty, I see no reason for the Catholic Church to make it sinful.” After a few years, the pope promoted archbishop Campbell to the rank of cardinal and named him prefect of the Vatican’s Dicastery for Bishops. His Eminence brought along Father Brathwaite as personal secretary.
It is impossible to quantify the exact number of homosexuals in the Vatican because they have various hues, “fifty shades of gay” writes Frédéric Martel, French sociologist, journalist and author of Sodoma - Enquête au cœur du Vatican (2019), translated in English under the title In the Closet of the Vatican: Power, Homosexuality, Hypocrisy.
As the smallest internationally recognised independent state, Vatican City has a population of just 764 as of 2024. Women account for less than 6% of the citizenry. Since 1890, the territory of what is now Vatican City has had no criminal laws against non-commercial, private, adult and consensual same-sex activities.
During his investigation into homosexuality at the Vatican, which lasted more than four years, Frédéric Martel interviewed nearly 1,500 people in the Vatican and in thirty countries. Among them, we find 41 cardinals, 52 bishops and monsignori, 45 apostolic nuncios and foreign ambassadors, 11 Swiss guards and more than 200 priests and seminarians. The term homosexuality includes gay practitioners, homophilic inclinations, people in the closet, the versatile and the “questioning”. According to Martel, they represent the vast majority of the staff. All trends combined, it would be around 80%.
One of the Italian priests interviewed said to Martel: “Benvenuto to Sodoma!” (Welcome to Sodom!) This is a reference to the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah in Genesis (Old Testament). Most Orthodox Jewish and Christian scholars have held the position that the biblical cities of Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed because of their rampant homosexual behavior (namely sodomy), hence the title Sodoma in French.
Martel examined the homosexual presence, not to say omnipresence, under four pontificates: Paul VI (1963-1978), John Paul II (1978-2005), Benedict XVI (2005-2013) and Francis (since 2013). In the Catholic Church, same-sex marriages are not permitted; however, Pope Francis has voiced his support for civil unions since 2020, and a new document released on December 18, 2023, formally approves blessings for same-sex civil unions.
It doesn’t take long for Father Jeremy’s ass and cock to get worshipped, blessed and sanctified in every corner of Vatican City, including St. Peter’s Basilica. Before his arrival in the Holy City, few residents and staff used the Vatican Athletic Center, a small facility equipped with a jogging track and sports equipment intended for physical fitness. Because Father Jeremy trains in lycra pants that enhance his awesome bulge and yummy ass crack, he attracts a fan club, mainly amongst Swiss guards, young monsignors and occasional seminarians. One German monsignor enjoys getting fucked by Father Jeremy while sucking the thick juicy cock of a Swiss guard.
An Italian prelate is Archpriest of St. Peter’s Basilica and Vicar General of His Holiness. For the celebration of Good Friday, a holy day observing the crucifixion of Jesus and his death at Calvary, the Archpriest decides to display a cross with a living Christ, whose enormous circumcised penis remains barely veiled. Jeremy is obviously chosen to play the role of Jesus. The Basilica has never attracted so many male Catholics eager to worship a cock.
After the Good Friday celebrations, hand-picked guests witness the descent from the cross. Little by little, Father Jeremy’s cock swells and becomes engorged with semen. The guests rush to suck the divine nectar. Jesus-Jeremy wants to fuck all the guests, hard and deep, to leave a trace of his manhood. Saint Peter’s Basilica has never witnessed such a virile, explosive orgy!
